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I shivered at the rough request. “No.”
He bit my earlobe. “Is it not reasonable to take my wife out on a date?”
It would be if this weren’t an arranged marriage born from the promise of convenience and greed. I was never supposed to get entangled in Zeno’s web. Throwing in laughter, jokes, and dates would only make it harder to keep my head above water.
It would make it harder to walk away once our time was up.
“We have twelve months remaining, Zeno. This is not permanent, as you’ve so callously stated in our contract. Dates cannot factor into the mix. Ask me for something else, please.”
Zeno’s jaw clenched. He didn’t like hearing the cold truth. “If you could give me one reasonable thing in return, what would it be?”
I accepted long ago that true love would never reach my doorstep because of the wretched curse strumming my bloodline. If the Hill family had an adage, it would undulate along the lines of ‘you live alone and you die alone.’ But the hopeless romantic side of me that coveted a happily-ever-after longed to say that giving my spouse no less than the moon and stars was reasonable.
This sentiment could not be echoed to Zeno Gianni De la Croix.
Our circumstances would not allow it, despite every touch and gift feeling like the start of somethingmore.
In this marriage, there was only one thing that was reasonable: the palpable sexual chemistry between us.
My fingers scored his chest and dipped under the waistband of his sweatpants, closing around the meaty erection that always looked so obscene but irresistible to a miscreant like me. “Thisis something reasonable.”
He hissed, eyes flashing darkly. “You want to break your rule after you said there wouldn’t be a second time?”
“Maybe we can bend it a little bit. Just for tonight.” I rose up on my tippy-toes and grazed his lips, saying, “I want you in my mouth,Master.”
Zeno’s control snapped like a taut elastic band.
Zeno
My wife was a walking, talking contradiction. One minute she claimed to not want me, the next minute she had her long, manicured fingers wrapped around my cock like a leash.
If I had known Darla Ivy Hill was such a menace, I might not have married her—rich, daddy’s girl type be damned.
Marriage included, I was never known for doing things the easy way.
Always hard and messy.
That’s exactly how my wife would take me tonight.
Hard, messy, and choking on breathless prayers while I plowed past her rosebud lips and gave her the face-fucking of her life. The kind that resulted in pretty tears and a hoarse voice the next day. By the time I finished, she’d be lying depleted on the chaise like a little queen, her body garlanded with my cum ribbons, and her sticky fingers licking every last drop of cream.
I may call her an angel, but this woman was downright sinful, brimming with nasty tendencies that matched mine, if the fire in her eyes was anything to go by.
“You want to suck my cock, pet?” I grabbed her neck in a chokehold and smirked when her reply exhausted in her throat. “Ask me nicely—like the good girl your mommy raised you to be.”
Pushing the hem of her silky slip, my fingers voyaged over the sexy red garter keeping her knife hostage. I grabbed the gold handle and opened the blade, bringing the dull edge to her jaw. “Ask and you shall receive.”
Ask me to fuck you and I’llgo slow all night long, just to watch the moonlightbathe that luscious body.
Ask me for my secrets andI’ll divulge, just to watch that curious glint inthose bewitching eyes.
Ask me for the world, and Iwill lay every single brick at your feet and buildyou a haven to guard that soft, fiery heart ofyours that no one deserves to glimpse—lest behold.
I loosened my grip enough for her to gasp. “I-I want to suck it.”
“That’s more like it.”
I sliced the sharp end of her knife down her negligée—careful not to touch her skin—and bore that tight, shapely body of hers for my hungry gaze. I snipped her straps and pulled the material off her body in one quick swipe.
